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Chapter 178 Chapter 170 Nine Different Treatments

new York.

Old Joe hung up Hugh Hefner's phone and looked at Joe Crombaugh beside him.

He smiled slightly: "It seems that our partner's reaction was a bit too intense."

Joe Crombaugh looked a little confused.

"Why? This is obviously a win-win thing."

Old Joe smiled: "But little Chris doesn't think so, he must be thinking, what kind of a guy is Hugh Hefner, and he deserves to cooperate with me?"

"Moreover, he also wants to use this to cut off all the claws that stretch out. After all, I recommended Hugh Hefner to him."

Joe Cronbo shook his head: "This kid has too many thoughts."

When Old Qiao heard this, he didn't say much, but just smiled.

He was about to retire, and his last attempt was just to earn more pension money.

Obviously, failed.

Chris Jr.'s stress response to Hugh Hefner showed his tough attitude.

It is impossible for Old Joe to turn against him, after all, there is still a layer of dignity between the two of them—Hugh Hefner.

To be honest, Old Joe didn't think that his successor couldn't see it.

It's just pretending to be confused!

Today's young people are more cunning than each other.

This is true of the young man named Gambino, and so is the successor he chooses.

"Contact Chicago and let them facilitate this deal. By the way, tell Hugh Hefner that I want 5% of Playboy's shares."

As a man matures, Old Qiao quickly thought of a countermeasure.

Joe Crombaugh nodded silently: "Okay, Godfather."

……

Silicon Valley.

Shockley Semiconductor Laboratories.

A young man in a suit and leather shoes walked in front of the laboratory, frowning slightly.

Because the laboratory in front of him looked like this—bare white walls, concrete floors, and exposed rafters, which looked quite artistic.

Yes, understand that this is the laboratory of a physics Nobel laureate.

I don't know, I thought this was the residence of some post-modern style artists.

"Who?"

An old man with white hair and who seemed to be very difficult to communicate pushed open the door and asked very coldly.

Hadlow quickly smiled: "Is it Dr. Shockley?"

Shockley looked at him coldly: "I am William Shockley, who are you?"

Hadlow complained in his heart, with such an attitude, no wonder you can't do business.

At this moment, Hadlow thought of the evaluation in the firm's materials: this big man's market knowledge is very fragmented, and his ambition is too great.He doesn't know anything about management skills, not even the ability to deal with other people, but he is very self-righteous.

It can be said that he is a very remarkable genius, but also a complete waste.

Previously, Hadlow didn't take it seriously, thinking that even if the Nobel Prize winner is not humorous, there should be no problem with normal conversation.

Now it seems that the information is too beautified.

Tucao in his heart, Hadlow didn't dare to show it at all, but instead had a bright smile on his face.

"Hello, Dr. Shockley, I am an employee of a firm. I have received Mr. Chris's entrustment, and I would like to invite you to establish a laboratory in Alabama."

"Don't go!"

Dr. Shockley said something coldly, and closed the door directly.

The metal door collided with the wall, making a harsh sound.

Hadlow was a little helpless, and his mother's smiling service didn't work well.

[Note: I am not deliberately vilifying the image of Dr. Shockley, please believe that a physicist is absolutely admirable to a big man in the field.But Dr. Shockley is indeed as I said, especially after the eight rebels left, his aloofness and arrogance became more and more serious. He entered Stanford as a part-time teacher in 58, and the students who took his class all evaluated him uniformly. Yes, this is a professor with a strange personality, withdrawn, cold and arrogant, and his smiling face can hardly be seen. 】

on the other side.

Wade, another employee of Wei Dexun's office, walked to the Fairchild Semiconductor Company.

It is worth mentioning that Fairchild Semiconductor rented a hut on Charleston Road in Lookout Mountain, Silicon Valley. This is the headquarters, and the location is not far from Shockley Laboratory.Maybe if he went out to buy breakfast, Dr. Shockley would meet his rebellious disciple. No wonder his mood became worse and worse, and he closed the laboratory directly.

In Fairchild, Wade received a completely different courtesy.

Noyce, the elder among the Eight Rebels, was welcomed to the office by the head of Fairchild Semiconductor.

He served hot tea with a smile on his face.

"Sir, let me confirm again, are you investing in us on behalf of Mr. Chris?"

Wade nodded seriously: "Yes sir, I will reply you seriously again."

Noyce's eyes lit up: "Then Mr. Chris, how much do you intend to invest?"

The entire federation has the impression of Mr. Chris Jr. as the youngest billionaire, and he is looking forward to the handwriting of this young rich man.

Wade smiled and stretched out five fingers: "500 million."

Noyce was stunned, his face froze for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, an uncontrollable surprise flooded his heart.

"500?"

"Yes, sir, 500 million! You heard it right, and according to Mr. Chris, this is only the first investment. He is very optimistic about this industry and firmly believes that this is an industry that will change the world."

"Everyone's life will change because of semiconductors."

The smile on Noyce's face could no longer overflow.

It's not the first time he's heard someone endorse them, but a beggar's endorsement without proof, and a person who firmly dumped 500 million.

The degree of recognition is completely different.

Just for the 500 million, he regarded Mr. Chris, whom he had never met, as his lifelong friend and like-minded partner.

Well, don't blame Noyce for not seeing the world.

In fact, after the eight of them left in 57, the seed fund invested by the boss of the Fairchild Photographic Equipment Company, the funder, was only 3600 yuan.

The same is the gold master, and the gap is immediately reflected.

Moreover, semiconductors have always been a money-burning industry.

Don't look, in the past two years, they have developed very fast, and they have even been evaluated as the fastest growing company in Silicon Valley.

But in fact, their annual sales are less than 100 million, not to mention profits, after paying labor, it is not much.

Moreover, most of the remaining profits will be taken by the parent company Fairchild Photographic Equipment Company.

So good looks, but they've been tough.

Even a few talents live in the converted company dormitory in the basement.

But Dr. Shockley is different. He has already achieved great success and fame. He is a Nobel Prize winner and a part-time professor at Stanford. He has sufficient guarantees whether it is material or other.

Meanwhile, Fairchild's crisis doesn't stop there.

In February of this year, the news that Texas Instruments engineer Kilby applied for the first integrated circuit invention patent came, which gave them a head-on blow.

Integrated circuits have always been the main direction of their research, and it is also the reason why they left.

Fortunately, they later discovered that there were still problems in Kilby's patent application for integrated circuit inventions, and they still had a chance to catch up.

At present, they are working overtime and exhausting their minds to catch up.

Right here, the golden lord from heaven, isn't it perfect?
"By the way, Mr. Chris let you see this document!"

Noyce pulled the document, looked at it, was taken aback for a moment, and blurted out: "Integrated circuit patent?"

(End of this chapter)